The Border Legion
Page 139"Boss, what'll you bet against that?" cried Cleve, with exulting
laugh. He was like a boy.
Kells reached for the nugget as if it were not an actual object, and
when his hands closed on it he fondled it and weighed it and dug his
nails into it and tasted it.
"My God!" he ejaculated, in wondering ecstasy. Then this, and the
excitement, and the obsession all changed into sincere gladness.
"Jim, you're born lucky. You, the youngster born unlucky in love!
Why, you could buy any woman with this!"
"Could I? Find me one," responded Cleve, with swift boldness.
"What'll I do with it?" queried Cleve.
"Why, you fool youngster! Has it turned your head, too? What'd you
do with the rest of your dust? You've certainly been striking it
rich."
"I spent it--lost it--lent it--gave some away and--saved a little."
"Probably you'll do the same with this. You're a good fellow, Jim."
"But this nugget means a lot of money. Between six and seven
thousand dollars."
"You won't need advice how to spend it, even if it was a million. ...
"Funny about that," replied Cleve. "Things were poor for several
days. Dug off branches into my claim. One grew to be a deep hole in
gravel, hard to dig. My claim was once the bed of a stream, full of
rocks that the water had rolled down once. This hole sort of haunted
me. I'd leave it when my back got so sore I couldn't bend, but
always I'd return. I'd say there wasn't a darned grain of gold in
that gravel; then like a fool I'd go back and dig for all I was
worth. No chance of finding blue dirt down there! But I kept on. And
to-day when my pick hit what felt like a soft rock--I looked and saw
nugget! I whooped and brought everybody around. The rest was a
parade. ... Now I'm embarrassed by riches. What to do with it?"
"Wal, go back to Montana an' make thet fool girl sick," suggested
one of the men who had heard Jim's fictitious story of himself.
"Dug or stole is all the same!" boomed the imperturbable Gulden.
Kells turned white with rage, and Cleve swept a swift and shrewd
glance at the giant.
"Sure, that's my idea," declared Cleve. "I'll divide as--as we
planned."